Later, Luo Yun pestered Tang Seng for a while, and cut the price down to 50 million spirit crystals.
Tang Sengyu told Luo Yun earnestly, the price is worth it!
Why is it worth it?
?Because of "The Curse of the Tight Band" accepts servants, ignoring the difference in realm!
That is to say, if a mortal puts a tight band on a god and recites a spell, it can also make him roll on the ground in pain and surrender.
Of course, unless the fairy is seriously injured, it is impossible for mortals to have the opportunity to put a tight band on the fairy.
A god can kill a mortal 10,000 times before he opens his mouth.
"Can you ignore the difference in realm?"
Luo Yun gasped.
He tried every means to learn the Tightening Curse, aiming at it not affecting his mind, but who knew it would have such an effect, it was really the icing on the cake.
It needs to be known that the soul talisman Bai Wuchang gave him can control monks who are five or six realms higher than himself at most, that is, the sky-reaching stage.
Going up further, the hero of the cracking god stage, with the strength of the original soul, will have a certain chance to eat back his mind and seriously injure him.
There will be no such problem at all with the magic spell!
Ever since, he gritted his teeth and transferred 50 million spirit crystals to Tang Seng. Tang Seng told him that he would get them in three days.
Be tricked!
But there is no way, the core technology is in the hands of others!
"However, if you can use the magic spell to control a god-cracking hero, 50 million spiritual crystals will not be injustice"
"I make money quite quickly."
Luo Yun comforted himself in his heart, then retracted the Qiankun instrument, and meditated to rest.
A few days later.
With a flash of his figure, he stepped out of the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, and his aura was released, which quickly attracted Gu Hongzi, the owner of the villa.
"Senior!"
Gu Hongzi led a group of elders and knelt in a row in front of Luo Yun.
Luo Yun asked: "Has the Ancestor Worship Festival started?"
Gu Hongzi lowered his head: "Reporting to seniors, it has already begun. Babies from all over the world are sent to the main star of Baishan in batches. I don't know what seniors want to do?"
"You don't have to worry about this."
Luo Yun stretched out his hand a little, and a soul power injected into Gu Hongzi's body.
Gu Hongzi's expression changed, "Senior?"
"Don't worry, I planted a soul consciousness in your body. After two months, if there is no abnormality, the soul talisman in your body will automatically dissipate."
"I'll go too!"
After finishing speaking, he turned into a streamer and left the northern part of Gan.
Gu Hongzi was so angry that his teeth itched. He agreed for two months, but ended up with another two months. What a fool!
At this time, the south.
Officers and soldiers of Gan State are hunting for 'Sui Tong' all over the world, and every household must take one away, otherwise the whole family will be executed.
The so-called "Sui Tong" refers to the infants of Sui Gong, a tradition in the Baishan region for hundreds of years.
The Ancestor Worship Festival is not a festival at all, but the doomsday of the people of Gan. Countless scenes of separation of flesh and blood and separation of mother and child are staged on this day.
"Oh, what a crime."
Luo Yun was also heartbroken watching it.
Shanggucheng, at the foot of a certain mountain.
The officers and soldiers came to Lao Liu's house and kicked the door open.
"Your family's Sui Tong, hand it over!"
The officers and soldiers were vicious.
"Officer, this this is our family's Sui Tong."
Old Liu Tou hurriedly handed over the toddler who was bought with a lot of money, and the idiot hid under the bed and shivered.
This toddler just turned three years old, still half a baby, crying loudly.
The officers and soldiers knew at a glance that it must have been bought with money, but they didn't care about it.
An officer and soldier was about to reach out to pick it up, when suddenly, a childish voice came from the back room: "Officer, take me away and leave him behind!"
"oh?"
The officers and soldiers looked around curiously.
Old Liu also turned his head to look, shocked in his heart: "Shang Shangxian?"
That's right, it was Luo Yun.
But he played a trick, in the eyes of the officers and soldiers, he is now a three-year-old boy, wearing a bellyband, braided, flushed face, really cute.
"Okay, have a backbone, take it away!"
The officers and soldiers didn't talk nonsense and took Luo Yun away directly.
Old Liu's face was dazed the whole time, completely unaware of what happened.
Soon, Luo Yun and a large number of children were brought to Shanghai.The city, followed by the county city, and then the concentration camp in the state capital.
Here, he saw hundreds of thousands of children, some seven or eight years old, some just born, and the sound of crying was extremely shocking.
"This old argali demon eats so much every ten years"
"It's really outrageous, damn it!"
Luo Yun gritted his teeth angrily.
After waiting for a day, the Panyang Palace finally came to accept these children.
This is a gray-robed Taoist, with horns on his head, tall and tall, he is also a demon, and his cultivation is close to the Vientiane period.
The bull demon's eyes were all bright, and after sweeping through the concentration camp, he couldn't help frowning: "These young children are sick and have no vitality."
"never mind."
He waved his sleeves and took out a spirit boat.
This is a three-star treasure spirit boat, which becomes bigger when encountering winds, and has a length of one kilometer. It easily accommodates these hundreds of thousands of years old children and sails to the sky.
Seeing this scene, the state officials were helpless and sighed again and again.
"These beasts actually do such a thing!"
"Brother Wuquan, Brother Ziling, why are you stopping me? I'm going to kill that bull demon and help the righteous way!"
Above the clouds, there are four people standing.
A young female cultivator drew her sword out of its sheath, furious.
The two men beside her stopped her.
A noble-looking man surrounded by a fox fur said: "Xi'er, don't be impulsive, kill this cow monster, there are tiger monsters, wolf monsters, and dog monsters in other places. There are at least a dozen or two monsters in this Baishan Starfield." Ten stars, how can the three of us kill them?"
"Brother Wuquan, what should we do?"
"You can't watch these children go to the frying pan and be eaten."
The young nun looked anxious.
Another man, dressed in a black outfit, had a stern face: "To kill a thief, you need to kill the king! That old argali monster, it is said that his natal magic weapon 'Ten Thousand Souls and Evil Infants' was destroyed by someone. Old man, are you sure?"
The black well-dressed man looked at a short old man at the back of the line.
"If the information from His Majesty and Shizi is accurate, the old argali monster must have been seriously injured. He has never been so weak since he practiced Old man, I am confident that I can take him down!"
The little old man said firmly.
"Okay, wait for the next ship, let's follow!"
"Swear to kill the old monster argali!"
The void and turbulence in the Baishan area is relatively peaceful, and there are no accidents during the voyage.
Three days later, Luo Yun's spirit boat arrived at the main star.
The main star of Baishan is not big, but its aura is extremely strong. There are plateaus and swamps all over the place, and the mountains are raised, majestic and majestic, and spiritual birds and animals can be seen everywhere.
The Argali Palace is built on the highest mountain range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. The walls are built with precious stones and the ground is paved with beautiful jade. A huge golden sheep's head palace towers into the sky, which is very visually shocking.
Countless spirit boats and treasure ships came in and out between the two ears of the sheep's head palace, which was extremely busy and 'lively'. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com